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[Strife26]

"You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream."
-Edgar Allen Poe

Got this idea while I was going for a run, and I've decided to run with it. This is a multiplayer, non-turn based (except in certain situations, you won't be waiting for other players, just for me; talking among yourselves [meta or no] is a free action) roleplay. Exactly what's happening or how it's happening or how it's happening in a meta sense are all mysteries right now (but all of those are possible to find out during gameplay). I will say that it's using a system within a system next to another system with a system determining the setting which is part of a marco setting. Another system is in there too.

Actions will be open ended, and I'll take as many characters as people who want to play right now. However, I'm going to ask that we characters stay semi-realistic for now. If you've got a good reason to play an extraordinary chap and can give me a pretty good reason for it (like you're trying to flesh out a RP character or somesuch) I'll consider it. No hard and fast rules for equipment, skills, or weaknesses, but it'd help a fair bit the more backstory the character gets. If you don't put much of a backstory, I may have to be inventing one for your character. A major drive or goal might also be helpful for the character, finding a lost one, dealing with guilt, or the ever-popular amnesia are all valid options. Simple escape would work as well.

Don't expect combat to be super-heavy duty help here. Think of this game as more Silent Hill than Resident Evil 4-5. At least in the beginning, realism is the name of the game, expect some serious penalties (in the auto-fail category) for trying to ascend to godhood without some serious preparation. In addition to actions by your character, you, as a player, may also make META-ACTIONS, as you figure out how the setting(s) work, you may be able to call attention to some quirk of the system to get stuff to happen.

The game will begin in the lobby of a lonely hotel, if you'd like to give your character a reason to be there, you may; else, I'll come up with one myself.

Game starts now (although it might be a minute or a few hours until I can get around to it, to give some time for people to ask questions and get characters in)

[Strife26]

This post will contain as much meta-data as is discovered, be it simple maps, observations about how the world works, or knowledge about how the world works. At a semi-significant delay, which may or may not be there to ensure that characters can not receive meta information from each other at faster than the speed of light, which would mess all sorts of stuff up in the game.

For now, all we've got here is that direct character actions should be bolded, ((While Meta comments should be double parenthesized and META-ACTIONS SHOULD BE ITALICIZED AND DOUBLE PARENTAZIED [if you expect the world to change in response to your Metaness, it's probably an action, not a comment{And yes, the nesting is intentional}]))

[Siquo]

Let's give it a shot. I'm going to make the most boring character ever, and something with "deep waters"

Name: Dirk van den Bosch.
Age: 45.
Occupation: Financial analyst.
Skills: Fly-fishing, likes to repair stuff at home.
Demeanor: A tiny bit nervous.
Inventory: Suit, suitcase with more suits, telephone, company laptop.

Reason: Dirk was sent to this town to settle some administration issue with a branch of his company. He's just checking in.

[Digital Hellhound]

Is there a character application we need to fill or can we just get started right away?

Typical, two new posts. I'll see what I can cook up.

[anzki4]

Here we go...

Name: Cassius Brownlow.
Age: 38.
Occupation: Hermit.
Skills: Hunting, fishing, overall survival in the wilds.
Demeanor: Calm, silent, thoughtful and patient. Feels awkward with people he doesn't know.
Inventory: Tidy outfit, backpack with some additional clothing and few books, key's of the rented car.

Backstory: Cassius studied to become a history teacher, and graduated with some average grades. After few years of unsuccessful search for job, he gave up and built his own little cottage to the wilds and settled there, getting his own food by hunting. He only went back to civilization to get necessary supplies, until he got word that his mother had a cancer.(His father is already dead.) Cassius rented a car and started driving the long way towards home.

Reason to be in motel: Cassius stopped to stay there overnight on his way to meet his mother.


Note: It is my first RPG (except for CRPG's). Also English is not my native language, so I apologize all the (hopefully) small typos that my post contains. (This post and all that will come...)

[Digital Hellhound]

Name: Stjepan Milic
Age: 28
Occupation: Errand Boy
Demeanor: Short-tempered, stubborn, loud.
Inventory: Old, somewhat worn-out clothes, keys, phone, small package, pack of cigarettes and lighter

Reason: Since he lost his old job six months ago, Stjepan has been working for his new father-in-law on different (and not always legal) jobs. He pays well, so Stjepan doesn't care or ask too many questions. He was supposed to meet up with his father-in-law at the hotel lobby and give him a package he'd been told to pick up, but the old man is nowhere to be seen.

[Strife26]

Welcome to the hotel, new guests. Of course, there's always availability here . . .


For a hotel that's all by itself on a highway, the lobby is comfortably, if somewhat dimly, furnished. Comfortable chairs and couches line the walls, with a gorgeous woman in an evening gown sipping pink champagne sitting in one. An elderly man, dressed in white dress shirt and black tie waits behind the reception desk. There is a staircase on each side of the room, leading to an open second floor balcony. To the left and right, there sets heavy, wooden doors. Straight in front is a glass door through which a corridor is visible. To the right of the glass door are two additional wooden doors which have signs on them, but you are unable to make out what they say. A single glass door is visible on the balcony level. There is a counter on the first floor, set with several carafes, probably coffee, as well as some tea bags, hot chocolate mix, and various other hot beverage supplies. 3 interesting people just walked inside through double doors within a few moments of each other.


Digital Hellhound:

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Stjepan walks into the hotel, but it seems that his Father-in-Law isn't in the lobby like he should be. Might there be somewhere else that is also a lobby? Of course, there is someone who seems quite a fair bit more interesting than the old man in law. Perhaps you could make her acquaintance and ask her to show you around?

Anzki4:

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The placement of the hotel on the highway just when you were really starting to get tired was pretty convenient. It looks a bit fancier than you're comfortable with, but you've got your credit card, with a mostly unused line of credit on it, afterall, you haven't used it for much other than the rental car and a tank of gas.

Siquo:

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Strange. The company made reservations for your hotel, and this is the one where your GPS lead you to, but you don't actually see the town with the branch that you're here to lit a fire underneath. You guess that it's probably further down the road. Poor hotel must be kinda like the town itself. Planned for growth, but none came. Shaking cobwebs from your head, you should probably go and tell the night-man that you've got a reservation. The company's paying for this, right?

[anzki4]

Walk to the counter, and ask for a room and a nice cup of hot tea. Pay with the credit card.

[Strife26]

"Why, certainly sir. Welcome to the hotel."

The elderly night-man takes the credit card, runs it through the computer and returns it to you with a room keycard.

"There's a decent assortment of teas on the refreshment table over there, feel free to take whichever one you'd like, Mr. Brownlow. Hot water is in the jug with the red top. Enjoy your stay and Relax."


You look over at the refreshment table, and there is quite a large assortment of tea bags, from Earl Grey to Chamomile. No one would probably care if you took a few with to your room, right?

[anzki4]

((Nitpick: "No would probably care"="No one would probably care"?))

Thank the man, grab a cup of Earl Grey. Check the number on the keycard, and find the corresponding room.

[Siquo]

Wait for your turn, then step up to the counter and coolly announce my reservation.

"Hello, ehh, I mean good evening, sir, I think I have a... I should have an... uhh reservation. For ehm.. a mr Van den Bosch?"

[Strife26]

Anzki4:

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You fix yourself a cup of Earl Grey tea. Unsure of exactly how strong this particular tea bag will turn out to be, you also grab four sugar packets and throw them in a pocket. You take a look at your keycard, which has the number 242 printed on it. If standard hotel convention holds true, that should be somewhere on the second floor. You climb the staircase to the balcony and open the glass door, which leads to a long corridor of numbered doors. After a bit of wandering about, you figure out the simple floorplan, Open hallways make a cross pattern if you were to see them from above, with the floor split into equal quadrants. It seems kinda like that'd have some rooms that wouldn't have access to any hallway, though.

You put the thought out of your head as you search for 242. It's not terribly difficult to find, but when you get there, your honed ears perk up. Sounds as if several voices are softly saying something in unison. Do you open the door to your hotel room, or keep exploring?

Siquo:

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"Good evening sir. One second. Yes sir, I've got a single room reserved to a Mr. Van den Bosch. I'll need an ID to confirm that it's you, sir. Looks like the payment has already been covered."

You hand over your driver's license to the night-man, who looks at it for a moment before returning it.

"Very good sir. Your room is one hundred and twelve. Enjoy your stay, and please note that the foyer area is for resident use, feel free to use it if you'd like to "

The Night-man coughs for a moment before finishing,

"Relax."

[Bdthemag]

Name: Nicholas Right
Age: 29
Occupation: Drifter
Demeanor: He is a joker, and a bit of a smartass. Other than that he is intelligent but is irritable.
Inventory: Metallica T-Shirt, Backpack, Map, Compass, Food Cans, Pocket Knife.
Reason: Nicholas has been traveling west for quite some time, he stopped by the Motel to rest for a bit before going westwards again.

[Strife26]

Bdthemag:

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For a hotel that's all by itself on a highway, the lobby is comfortably, if somewhat dimly, furnished. Comfortable chairs and couches line the walls, with a gorgeous woman in an evening gown sipping pink champagne sitting in one. An elderly man, dressed in white dress shirt and black tie waits behind the reception desk. There is a staircase on each side of the room, leading to an open second floor balcony. To the left and right, there sets heavy, wooden doors. Straight in front is a glass door through which a corridor is visible. To the right of the glass door are two additional wooden doors which have signs on them, but you are unable to make out what they say. A single glass door is visible on the balcony level. There is a counter on the first floor, set with several carafes, probably coffee, as well as some tea bags, hot chocolate mix, and various other hot beverage supplies. There is a suit at the desk, and a youngish-man standing in the  middle of the room.

[Bdthemag]

Nicholas looks around, noticing the people in the lobby and moves to the front desk. He asked the man at the front desk "Whats the cost to get a room here?"

If the price is low, then buy a room.